Battle of people v/s Myself

People say,
I am good at heart breaking.
To make friends,
My legs are still shaking.

Yes I am scared,
Can't hold back myself.
From losing people,
Who always said they'll stand by.

Little did I know,
How people treat me.
Giving me a choice between being kid or grow,
Anyhow at the end they ditch me.

Pretending to be heartless,
As if I don't care.
So that they don't see the weak side of me,
Instead think I am strong and glare.

But now I guess people are right,
I am way too thin.
From fighting a battle so far,
That I'll never win.

Believing I am always the culprit,
I apologize and please.
To stay with me as a friend for life,
I can share my pain and be in ease.

Sometimes I question myself,
Like am I that bad?
With no similarity nor thinking,
Heading me towards being sad!

Its been said,
Like 16-22 is the age where we come across many temporary people in our lives as I have seen,
So I still have a hope,
That there is somebody out there with the same mindset coz yet I am only eighteen.

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